Robert and David are determined. They drag me over to Mel's table during lunch again, confident that they'll end up with girlfriends by the end of the week.
I just want to give her space.
When we get there, the boys sit on either side of Claire and Riley and I sit next to Mel, smirking like usual. It's my facade.
All I want to do is make sure she's okay. But I smirk instead and slam my lunch try on the table.
"Hey Mel, Mel's friends."
She's tense beside me. Her lips are moving but she's not saying anything.
"Ignore her, she's totally stressed because she has a big test in chem today she didn't study for." Claire sighs, not looking up from her phone.
"You're gonna ace it, Ni-Ni. You're pretty smart, for a girl." David says, causing three pairs of eyes to immediately go to him.
"What?" He asks.
"For a girl?" Mel asks, her eyebrows narrowed.
"I just meant-"
"Stop talking you sexist jerk faced idiot." Riley snaps.
David frowns, pushing out his bottom lip to pout.
"We just came over to invite you to David's party on Friday," Robert speaks out through a grin, "no parents, no occasion, just booze and a hot tub."
"I'm all in. I'll definitely need to unwind by the end of this week." Riley confirms.
Claire shrugs, "Cool with me."
We all look over at Mel expectantly.
She smiles nervously and lets out a giggle, "After what happened at the last party I went to, I'll have to pass."
My face pales when everyone looks at her with confused expressions. She bristles uncomfortably. I hold my breath.
"What happened?" Riley asks.
Mel raises her eyebrows, "When I got drunk and fell down the stairs?"
Claire shakes her head instantly, "If that happened, I would've heard about it. I have connections," She holds out her phone, "there would have been a video or something."
Mel looks over at me.
She's hurt and confused, and angry. I never want to be the one who makes her look like that.
Even with this expression she's still the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I have to hold my hand back from pushing back the strands of hair that have fallen over her face, covering those honey brown eyes.
I have to resist swooping in and kissing the dainty-
You don't care.
I don't care.
"Can I talk to you?" I ask her quietly.
She nods after a second and gets up, I follow behind her, watching the way her oversized sweatshirt moves with every step.
"Don't make out too hard!" Robert yells.
When we get into the empty hallway, she turns toward me.
"You told me I fell." She says.
I can't even think about the party. I clench my fists, aching to best Logan's face in one more time.
Seeing her so scared and helpless. I can never see that again.
"You did!"
"Tell me the truth!" She exclaims.
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Someone Willing to Stay
Teen Fiction"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me...
